"I think Chausse is a danger to himself and others. Can I hide behind you until he wears himself out and has to take a nap?"
The additional sound crew, also anxious to strangle the only dry person in the area.
Brendan: Hex wrenches for earrings? I'm never going to understand women.
Gold rimmed glasses, gold chain, gold earing. We were pretty sure his hair was made of solid gold, but no one had the guts to ask.
"The man said it doesn't make sense. Don't let me see you even considering that it does."
Tent #2 grew very close in their short time together.
Ah yes, one.
Anyone wearing orange got to the tents quickly. Those wearing black got there next. Those wearing discarded burrito wrappers, well, you get the idea.
Amy found my 'Dolphin Free Orphan Meat' tshirt somewhat offensive.
Trashbag chic is all about teamwork.
"He looked me in the eyes! He saw into my soul!"
The downpour illuminated by the stadium lights.
With their expressions, you'd think we were dropping anvils on them. We weren't. Honest.
"Listen, I already explained this to you twice. Hyphy is not hypnotic + phonics. That doesn't even make sense."
